It's hard for me to paint any year as good or bad, and I really try hard to not let myself do it. It is easy for me to find bad all the time, and if I let myself do it, then I just end up painting every year that way, and for me, it's not fair to the part of my brain that needs to see all the good things that happened along the they.
All this said with the caveat that it is what works in my head, and YourBrainMayVary.
Well, I do still come down firmly on the side of Fuck This Fucking Year, but that doesn't mean it was an unrelenting stretch of awful. Just overwhelmingly awful, with definite bright spots that I'm genuinely grateful for.
This year has been, personally, undeniably hard, but the outcomes have been positive for the reality.
What an awkward sentence.
I'm afraid to list terrible things that haven't happened to me, because 2016 will just take up the fucking challenge.
The only thing that redeems this year for me is friends and family. They've been the only bright spots in a year of dismal events. I've had to quit listening to NPR; they aren't even close to the impartial reporting I used to rely on. I despise half of America for voting for that Cheeto-faced numbnuts and then my year ended with the fucking shit topping on a shit sundae. Fuck cancer and fuck 2016.
But, friends and family keep the light on for me and come through when the chips are down. So, I am at least thankful for always having that in my life.
I'm just gonna leave this here: [link]
Hey, Secret Santa, I LOOOOOOVE the coloring book. Meant to post it earlier, but forgot to look for the thread until today. thank you!
Holy shit, Tom. That's… remarkable? Depressing? Validating? All of the above, I think.
Just picked up today's mail. A. Buffista, from Buffista Island that carries a postmark from Richmond VA, thank you. The card couldn't have come at a better time.
Erika is awesome (we all knew this) and she donated for women in Sierra Leone to get Mammograms in my name. SO COOL!
Thank you Thank you Thank you. Buffistas make the world better.